There was a young whore from Kilkenny, Who charged for two fucks just a penny. For half of that sum, You could bugger her bum, An economy practised by many.

Human poetry is…confusing 🤔❔🐲

Pfft. It doesn’t even rhyme

Is this the new e. e. cumins? It really crystallized such a special moment of introspection and good ol’ donut glazing.

I like poetry by Gary…

This is poetry. Oh well - it actually is :D